Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

thought Ray were

"Ah --"

pain in her palm brought her back to

crumpled because of the pain and she withdrew her hand

she was stopped by Brody

coldly,

to take the pieces out, he had to cut them in

Would hurt.

pale face of Tracy,

to see her

"No --"

as the point of the knife touched her

fainted by the sharp knife, not to mention the

take her hand back, but

the blood stained

looked at her eyes, which were full of fear and

"You know it hurts?"

of your business. You don't have to be sarcastic here. Let go of

out the last word, she took a leap from the

hand was dyed red by blood again, Brody

"Have a seat --"

was sort of threatening this time.

much more stubborn than

"No --"

her

coldly,

at

what he was doing

eyes were as cold as ice. He pulled her to a chair and placed her

to care about you?

He snorted.

that

tie you up

to threaten.

face turned pale because it hurt so much and the bleeding had

as if she was going to

"A little bit painful..."

with hesitation.

skipped a beat when he saw the

little pain flashed through her

she was still unwilling to

eyes, Tracy didn't say anything but stared at her own palm.

painful, you

looked down at her. Then he made up his mind and

pointed the sharp knife

the dagger intending to be stabbed into her flesh. She

kind of fear rose from the bottom of

her own thought

must be shaken back and forth in her flesh. Cut the

"Hmm --"

her palm, Tracy almost let out

her teeth, she

"Clap -"

liquid dripped on Brody's hand

was her tears

when he felt the liquid on his hand.

to give up so easily. He gritted her teeth and pierced the knife a

lip tightly, while the sharp pain in her palm seemed to affect her

did feel the knife

twisted from tangle to twisted. Because of the pain, her whole body

eyes finally could not help

were cut

several times to stop

"Idiot --"

something was wrong with Tracy, Brody finally couldn't do anything to her. Annoyed, he stared